- by Heather Flood 59On the ground sits a bird
that's too afraid to fly.
Beautiful wings could make it soar,
but the pain of past failure is it's lonesome cry.
God has said unto this bird,
"Trust and have faith in me,
for I will carry you in your flight.
The miracle of life is waiting for you to see."
The bird said to God, "But I can't fly.
I am weak. I will fall and feel pain
It's happened before when I tried to fly.
I'm afraid of being hurt again."
His voice soft and reassuring, God said to the bird,
I created you, and I will protect you.
Your lonesome cry I have heard.
Have faith in me. That's all you need to do.
So, stand up, bird, and spread your wings.
The wings I lovingly created to let you fly.
If you fall I'll pick you up,
and lift you back into the sky."
With trembling legs and unsure wings
the bird finally looked to the sky.
It took a deep breath, and took the chance.
The bird began to fly.
"Thank you, God, for believing in me.
Thank you for giving me wings.
Thank you for your protecting hands.
Your glory I will now sing."
God smiled unto the bird
in its majestic flight.
"Little bird, I'll always be with you,
and will protect you with all my might.
You may stumble. You may fall.
That doesn't mean that I don't care.
I will watch over you, in case you need help,
and then I'll be right there."
The little bird, once so scared,
learned to soar to new heights.
The occasional fall no longer scared the bird,
choosing to have faith in Gods flight.
A spiritual journey
- by Wind Walker 58Across from the mountains,
A little house sits in the tree's,
I'm lost in tranquility,
As my soul tries to breath.
White clouds moving slowly,
The breeze a calm still,
I'm caught in the moment,
As my heart starts to heal.
A piece of me,
In the startling blue sky,
As I spread my wings,
My soul starts to fly.
I fly to unknown places,
Where pain and hurt once dwelled,
As the memories flow pass me,
My eyes start to swell.
Tear drops drip slowly,
Down my cheeks,
The wind wipes them dry,
And gives me some peace.
Soaring so free,
Over water and land,
My Spirit Guide gently,
Takes me by my hand.
He shows me what was,
And what's meant to be,
And why my life,
Is so important it seems.
A long soar,
Like the eagle high,
I bow my head,
And I start to cry.
Back on the land,
Across from the tree's,
I began to realize,
What healing means.
It mean's not to forget,
Let the past flow,
Of all the horrors,
One soul had to go.
To take the strengths,
And apply them to life,
Is a valuable lesson,
I've learnt this flight.
Alone in the sunset,
I watch it go down,
When I finally realize,
What peace I have found.
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